me and my beautiful new room have decided that he is gay. he has to be what a fool he would be to turn us down on any other basis.
i sit in my room a lot. mostly on the arm chair and stare out the window. i have a lif ein my head that beats the hell out of the reall one. in my head tom likes me and he holds my hand and we dance a lot. its a bit sad really. but it beats thinking about pete and her.
last night i left my room and went dancing with Leigh and Vicky. we danced for 4 and a half hours. i felt good for a while and then we left and the cold hit me and the snow started falling and my makeup was coming off and the sky was dark and my bed was cold. Leigh slept next to me. she held me close. i cried.
i hate who i have turned into. today is a new day.